Somewhere along the way, I became somewhat of a national park collector. That's not to say that I'm opposed to other parks: state, provincial, municipal. But, I know that national parks are a reliable bet for sampling the-best-of-the-best landscapes during short stopovers in particular areas. With . . .
If trying to post every day has taught me anything, it’s that quality can start to dip if you feel rushed. That’s why, for the first time, I’ve decided to expose you to a guest post by my partner-in-travel (and everything), Tim. While many of our travel tales overlap, we do have a very different . . .
New Zealand is a land of adventure. It’s a colour-saturated place of green rolling hills, blazing blue skies, and steely rock mountains that change coats with the seasons. It’s an outdoor fantasy landscape, a place where the heart of an explorer is an infectious thing. Hiking in New Zealand is . . .
Along dirt paths in a rumbling four-wheel-drive, sheep flee from the road as we wind our way through Mount Aspiring National Park. This morning, I was in Wanaka, about an hour north of Queenstown in New Zealand's south. Now, heading for the Rob Roy valley, the rocky and snow-covered peaks are crisp . . .
I groggily approached the gondola area at the head of the Ben Lomond Track in Queenstown. Today, the gondola wouldn't run, meaning the potential to shave an hour off our hike was gone. But, this was at a time when my motivation was high, and I approached the several-hour hike to the peak with a fair . . .